"Well, if you werren't so stupid the enough to not to find her after she 'dissappeared', she would be yours" Rod smirked "Now, you've lost ehr since she has someone else" he growled, then began to choke him even stronger "Someone. Who cares about her. And loves her. TO THE DEATH!" he snarled

"I agree," Charisma replied as she turned to the gang. "Good night everyone." And with that, she, Chekhov, Sivonne and Jeune walked away. The rest of the team split up as they went to their individual rooms.

"Yeah," Lee smiled as she turned to Rhonda. "Let's turn in for the night."

When the couple got inside Lee's old room, they were surprised at how clean and pristine it was. Just as Charisma had said, it was left as exactly as it was as the day of Lee's disappearance. Her bed was decorated in purple and blue and the walls were painted in light lavender.

There was a dark brown wooden toy box, a white marble closet filled with pretty dresses, petticoats, boots and hats, a white night table with a light and a drawer, and a dresser filled with storybooks, teddy bears and rabbit plushies.

It was a room fit for a 3-year-old but seeing it for the first time in more than 40 years filled Lee with bittersweet nostalgia.